A girl in this world could only be as valuable as the body she was born with, no matter how hard she worked to be appealing. Ruby was a medium-height...girl with curly frizzy dark brown hair and a high-cheekboned but slightly pointed ostrich-like face that I found cute and girlish but not exactly pretty or beautiful. She was cute to play with, control and make cry, but she wasn’t exactly something to show-off, she wasn’t exactly top-grade material. She was fairly skinny, with small though. I tried to move my leg away but her hand just slipped onto the hand I hadslipped under my shorts. My pussy was really itching now that her hand was so closeto my cunt. I slipped my hand out as hers fell against my crotch. I repositionedmyself so that her hand was right atop of my cunt. I started to ooze cum as I squirmed my cunt upward to her hand. I fidgeted and thrust upward at her hand. Icould feel myself about to cum when Cindy suddenly rolled away and her hand left mycunt.I quickly slipped. She always knew exactly where something went, at tempo and without looking. To say it, that does not seem like much. In practice it manifested in a fluid grace that I have only seen equaled, never exceeded. I came to think of it as processing speed. Sheila saw life in wide band, while the rest of us used dial up. Her ability to do the impossible reaches and maintain the unendurable holds tied in somewhere, though some of that was just physical strength."Whatever the source, I suddenly had a. "Don't get so mad, mommy!" Please stop!" Cathy begged. "I'm probably ok. Don't fool around like that!"Irene grinned wickedly. "Who's the one who fools around?"Cathy was about to snap back at her sister, when mom came back into the living room. "Girls, your father and I are going out today, and we won't be back until very late." She looked right at Cathy. "No sneaking out, young lady. You know the rules; Michael is not allowed here, while we are out. Understand?" Yes mother!" Cathy muttered. It.